Mixed Feelings

"Wh...who are you?... You're not my vennesa...you can't be her," he said in disbelieve, shaking his head.

"Your vennesa? [Chuckling]...she died long back ago darling, I'm not that girl who you loved before, I'm not that pathetic vennesa who would easily get manipulated by you... I'm not her" I replied, with same attitude.

He gulped, staring at me. I smirked at his reaction.

It's showtime Lorenzo.

"Okay, Now don't waste my time with your bullshit Enzo Choose fastly and carefully...him?(pointing my finger at that man tied to the chair) or (smirking at him) me?!" He angled his head to glance at him, I can see him thinking intensely about the situation. I know he's struggling to figure out a way to deal with me, I know better how to bend him to my will.

"I have a deal," He said smirking at me.

Like expected. I thought, while rolling my eyes.

I strolled over the desk and sat on the edge of the desk resting my right leg over my left.

"I know you would," he replied with a smirk, His stupid smirk was dropping my confidence. I diverted my gaze to the man on the chair, "Tell me" in an uninteresting tone.

I can feel him striding towards me, I turned my head to look at him. He was walking to me while the left side of his faint red lip tugged upwards creating a sinister smirk on his god-like face; casting a spell of lust to eyes that dare look his way.

Trouble Trouble Trouble Trouble....

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